One Piece: Wielder of the Void

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However, Daiki, who was standing next to Anos, looked utterly confused. He couldn't figure out what the two people were discussing.

The conversation between his king and the others seemed to be filled with strange terms, things he had never encountered in his life.

As a person who had spent most of his time within the confines of his kingdom, this exposure to ideas and realms far beyond his comprehension was unsettling.

He had never even heard of the term "New World," let alone any of the other concepts being casually thrown around.

The New World was an enigma to him, a place that seemed to hold weight and significance in the conversation, but to him, it might as well have been a myth.

This place they mentioned seemed to represent something far beyond his understanding.

Though he didn't understand, Daiki meticulously wrote down the words in his mind. Despite his ignorance, he trusted Anos completely.

If his king deemed these things important, then they were undoubtedly vital for the future. Following his king had always led him to victory, to safety, to progress.

Anos had a vision for their kingdom, and Daiki was certain that vision extended to this "New World" they kept referencing.

One day, he believed that Anos would guide him there, into the heart of it.

In Daiki's mind, the South Blue would one day become the most powerful region in the seas, just as Anos had said.

"Olvia Omoro, tell me do you have any last wishes before your death?" Anos asked, his voice almost playful, as though the imminent death of the CP2 chief was a mere formality.

"If possible, I wouldn't mind helping you fulfil them!"

Olvia simply smiled a small, soft gesture. He shook his head slightly, the movement subtle, almost as if death no longer bothered him.

It was clear to him that he had lost, and the resignation in his eyes reflected this acceptance.

He had never imagined this would be his end, never thought he'd fall at the hands of someone like Anos.

Still, there were no unfulfilled wishes left in him. His journey, in his eyes, had reached its final destination.

Anos tilted his head, watching the man's calmness with mild curiosity. "Since you don't have any wishes, I suppose I can tell you one last thing before you die." His voice dropped, the smile on his lips growing a little more sinister. "There is an overlord among the Five Elders that you worship so dearly."

Olvia Omoro's smile didn't falter, though a flicker of understanding passed through his gaze. Anos didn't give him any more time to react.

With a quick motion, he placed his hand on Olvia's head. In an instant, Olvia Omoro's entire body disappeared, vanishing into thin air without a trace.

All that remained on the ground was the restraining collar that had once bound him. The disappearance was eerie, the suddenness of it unsettling, but Daiki had seen this technique before. This was Anos's most powerful ability space decomposition.

A technique that allowed Anos to obliterate anything in his path, reducing objects, even living beings, to nothingness.

Anos could crush any object into a state of oblivion, making it impossible for anyone to trace the destruction back to him. It was a terrifying ability, one that few could counter or defend against.

In this world, it was nearly impossible to find anyone with knowledge about the inner workings of Anos's techniques. His abilities were as exclusive as he was, and he preferred it that way.

Despite the victory, when Olvia vanished, Anos felt a strange emptiness in his heart. He couldn't quite place why.

Perhaps it was because someone like Olvia had challenged him, and it would be hard to find an opponent as formidable in the future. The thought left him feeling somewhat hollow.

Anos wasn't a pirate. He didn't crave endless bloodshed or chaos, and in different circumstances, he might have spared Olvia's life. But things were different now.

Too many people relied on him, and the weight of their lives hung on his decisions. He couldn't afford to be sentimental.

The life of one man, no matter how strong or familiar, was not worth risking the peace and stability of his kingdom. The Kingdom of Tru couldn't afford such a gamble.

Olvia's death wasn't a personal vendetta it was a calculated necessity. Even though Olvia had once been an acquaintance, perhaps even a rival, Anos held no mercy for those who threatened the future of his kingdom. There was no room for leniency in this game.

As for the other CP2 agents, they were still scattered across the battlefield, lying on the ground one by one. They had once been formidable opponents, powerful in their own right.

These were agents trained to handle the most difficult missions, to face the deadliest threats in the world.

But they had failed, all because of one fatal flaw arrogance. They had underestimated Anos, underestimated his power, and that mistake had cost them everything.

Despite their physical training and discipline, they never truly saw Anos as a serious threat. If they had faced him with the respect and caution he deserved, perhaps the battle might have ended differently.

But now, it was too late.

After all this was over, Anos sighed, his chest rising and falling as the tension left his body. Slowly, he stood up. His expression was completely different from earlier.

The playful demeanour was gone, replaced by a seriousness that made the air around him feel heavy.

The change in his expression didn't go unnoticed. Daiki, standing next to him, felt a tremendous pressure settle over him. His king's seriousness always had that effect on him.

Anos's power and authority radiated off him in waves, making it almost impossible for Daiki to stand unaffected.

However, after Olvia's death, something strange happened. The moment the CP2 agent was gone, his Devil Fruit ability immediately transferred to a nearby fruit.

The glowing fruit emitted a soft, purple light, drawing Daiki's attention.

"Daiki," Anos said, turning his attention to Daiki, "Take Olvia''s Zoan-type Mythical Beast Devil Fruit and eat it. I've told you about Devil Fruits before. Don't betray my trust!"

Daiki's heart pounded in his chest. He knew exactly what the Zoan-type Devil Fruit was capable of, and now, His Majesty the King was asking him to use it.

This was more than just an order it was a symbol of Anos's trust in him. If he consumed this fruit, it would change his life forever.

Though excitement rushed through him, Daiki remained composed. Kneeling before his king, he looked up with determination in his eyes. "Your Majesty, I will not fail you. I will live up to your trust."

Anos watched him for a moment before nodding. "We've known each other for years. I believe in you. But you understand, don't you? Once today's events come to light, the consequences will fall on our kingdom."

The weight of his words hung in the air.

"Our kingdom may not be able to withstand the repercussions of what's to come," Anos continued, his voice quieter now. "The World Government, the Marines... they won't take this lightly."

"Yes, Your Majesty…" Daiki's voice was resolute, his loyalty unwavering.

"Go ahead. Eat the Devil Fruit," Anos commanded. "Olvia Omoro never unlocked its full potential. Don't let me down."

With a deep breath, Daiki approached the fruit. It seemed to hum with energy, its faint purple glow casting a shadow over the battlefield.

He reached out, his hands trembling slightly, and picked it up. The anticipation in his chest was almost overwhelming.

Closing his eyes, he took a sharp bite. The taste was vile, almost unbearable, but Daiki forced it down.

Immediately, he gagged, the foul taste nearly making him vomit. His body shuddered as he felt the power of the Devil Fruit begin to flow through him.

Just as he was about to take another bite, Anos's laughter echoed through the air. "Did you forget what I told you? One bite is enough."

Daiki blinked, staring at the fruit in his hand. "Ah? Is that so?"

Anos chuckled, shaking his head. "Yes. One bite is all you need."

Relieved, Daiki dropped the fruit, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. He could feel the Devil Fruit's power coursing through him, though he didn't yet know how to control it.

It would take time, months, perhaps, to fully understand his new abilities.

"We'll make preparations to leave in three days," Anos said, turning away from the battlefield.

"Inform the surrounding kingdoms that the Tru Kingdom will join the World Government. This is just the beginning. The momentum we've built will serve us well in the future."

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